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The mixed-race beauty couldn't help but laugh at these words.

What kind of nonsense is this, now we're looking at comprehension as if we're imparting secret martial arts skills.

But in the next moment, Ma Lu had already shot out like an arrow released from a bow, whooshing down the slope.

The oncoming cold wind made his jacket flutter noisily.

Ma Lu kept accelerating, overtaking one tourist after another, tracing exotic and flashy arcs on the snow.

One moment he arranged himself into a straight line, the next into a spread-eagle, looking quite relaxed and at ease.

Coach Mei, who had been waiting to see a joke, suddenly widened her eyes, sensing that things were not as simple as they seemed.

After the initial simple probing, Ma Lu also felt the incredible strength the "triple dish combo" had given his body.

At this point, he had not even used one-tenth of his potential, so Ma Lu decided to add a bit of difficulty for himself.

He first jumped up from the ground, warming up with a forward somersault, then pushed off forcefully, this time leaping three meters high.

Ma Lu completed three rotations in the air and landed lightly back on the ground.

This scene left the surrounding skiers dumbfounded, with two of them forgetting to control their direction and crashing straight into each other, clinging tightly together.

However, this was just the beginning. Ma Lu continued to step up the intensity, this time performing back-to-back side flips, followed by a 720-degree spin in the air, and then landing perfectly.

After completing the sequence effortlessly, Ma Lu even had the leisure to adjust his collar in midair and help a chubby kid correct his posture.

Wang Zhuangzhuang was also stunned, his expression resembling the viral "Zambian Fisherman" meme mouth agape.

As for Coach Mei, a professional, she was so shocked that she stepped back five paces, her mind filled with question marks.

???

No way, you can jump on a beginner's slope like this?

This wasn't taking off with the help of a ramp, but a human launching themselves along with their skiing equipment, just using the power of their knees from the ground.

Is this really something a human can do?!!
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While the mixed-race beauty was still questioning life, Ma Lu was already coming up with a new stunt.

He suddenly pointed his left foot, tipping the snowboard end-down, then took off from the ground with one foot, spinning like a ballet dancer, completing over 60 whirls and creating a string of glittering snowflakes.

Then, he leaped up again, clapped four times in the air with his feet, and then landed elegantly.

And just as Ma Lu returned to the ground, Wang Zhuangzhuang heard a sound of someone falling behind him.

Turning around, he discovered that Coach Mei had collapsed.

She was startled and quickly ran over with Yu Yitong, helping the mixed-race beauty up.

"Coach Mei, Coach Mei, are you alright, do we need to call a doctor?"

"No, no..." Coach Mei muttered, her eyes unfocused.

Wang Zhuangzhuang leaned in and only then heard her say the word "maybe."

The mixed-race beauty kept repeating on the ground like the overwhelmed Sister Xianglin: This can't be, this can't be! How is this even possible?

Wang Zhuangzhuang misunderstood her, comforting her, "It's okay, Coach Mei, you can practice slowly."

"Can a human even practice this?!" Coach Mei also exploded with a rare curse.

"You see, can a human learn this? Except for him, who in this world could ever learn it? Damn, why does such a person exist.

"Wuuu, I've spent so long learning how to ski, endured so much hardship, and even broke bones several times, but I can't even see his taillights."

"Forget it, why should I keep skiing? I might as well go home and start farming early." As Coach Mei became emotional, she was about to snap her own skis in half.

Luckily, Wang Zhuangzhuang noticed something was wrong and quickly grabbed her hand, "Coach Mei, Coach Mei, calm down, you don't have a farmer's household registration, and your family doesn't have land, you can't farm even if you wanted to."

"I'll go back to Europe to find my grandmother, she might still have some land." The half-blood beauty had already lost all hope.

"If not, I can go to Australia, there's plenty of land there. Haha, a waste like me shouldn't have started skiing in the first place. Peacefully farming is my true calling."

"It's not that bad, Coach Mei. You shouldn't always compare yourself with those geniuses; they really are dazzling. You could look more at us mortals, you're much better than us."

The half-blood beauty had just experienced a lack of breath from her utter heartbreak and was feeling desperate, but Wang Zhuangzhuang's words provided some comfort, making her feel much better.

Then she drank the hot tea brought by Yu Yitong and finally recovered her spirits, standing up from the ground.

She was about to say some words of thanks when her peripheral vision caught another shocking scene.

After reaching the bottom of the slope, Ma Lu, not wanting to wait for the cable car, simply skied right back up from the foot of the mountain.

His figure moved against the current, quickly weaving through the crowd, even faster than when he was skiing downhill; in no time, he had almost reached the middle of the mountain.

Wang Zhuangzhuang also saw this scene and couldn't help but remark, "Man, his legs are really strong."

But before he could finish his sentence, the half-blood beauty beside him had rolled her eyes back and fainted.

"Hey, Coach Mei, Coach Mei!!! Wake up, please, don't scare me!"

By then, Ma Lu had skied up from the foot of the mountain, then circled around the three ladies backwards in a perfect circle before stopping and asking Wang Zhuangzhuang, "What happened to her?"

"She passed out from the shock of how impressive you skied," Wang Zhuangzhuang said worriedly. "I'd better call a doctor."

"No need, she's faking it." Ma Lu said. "If you don't believe me, try tickling her armpit."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the half-blood beauty sprang up from the ground, "Ay, I just remembered I have an appointment with a student. It's time for me to leave."

After speaking, she then addressed Ma Lu, "You don't need to pay me. I can't teach you, or rather, I can't learn anything from you. I lack the comprehension, so I must take my leave."

As she said this, she remembered the agreement with Ma Lu and changed her wording at the last moment, although whether she changed her words or not, it didn't really matter anymore.

The truth was more convincing than any argument. Having witnessed Ma Lu's out-of-this-world performance just now, it was clear who was the disciple and who was the master.

"You ski quite well," Yu Yitong also offered praise.

"Hmm," Ma Lu responded indifferently.

"I never knew you were so good at skiing. Will you participate in the next Winter Olympics?"

"No," Ma Lu said without hesitation, then added, "It would be too cruel to the others."

"Oh."

If this had been said ten minutes earlier, Wang Zhuangzhuang would have definitely felt Ma Lu was showing off again, but now it seemed perfectly reasonable.

There's no choice. The lesson from Coach Mei's experience was right there for everyone to see—it was almost enough to make someone give up skiing to go to Australia to farm kangaroos.

Competitive sports really are too cruel!

Ma Lu didn't linger any longer after that, nodded to Yu Yitong, "Have fun, I'm going to meet my friends."

After saying this, he pushed off with his ski poles and slid towards the mountain.

Watching Ma Lu's figure disappear into the summit, Wang Zhuangzhuang couldn't help but feel a deep respect welling up inside him, as he once again exclaimed,

"Yitong, your ex-boyfriend is really awesome!"